As if it wasn't bad enough,

me having to save the world.

With a jock, a bird, an alien

and psycho Xena-girl

Enviro-chick and me myself,

(the sane, good looking one)

when the hell will I find the time

to get this paper done?

It not like I can tell them why

my grades begin to fall.

'Yeah, I didn't do the project.

I was fighting bad-guys at the mall.'

It's not my fault my marks are slipping,

I just don't have the time!

But I can't explain exactly why,

And that's anything but fine.

Yesterday, we had to go

down to Zone 91.

To find out why the Yeerks were there,

it wasn't really fun.

And now I'm back to school again,

without my work in hand.

The paper's due tomorrow,

time's running out,

like sand.

I didn't ask to save the world,

my life was always 'hit or miss.'

Like I didn't have enough on my mind!

Why do I have to do this?